Supreme Spirit Emperor

Chapter 135 The White Dragon Appears
"Huh? You even took Zirong away, but it's okay. If you kill you, not only Zirong is ours, but also the other things on you. Boy, you shouldn't, you shouldn't. You shouldn't be here." The three spirit sects were about to rush forward, a figure flashed past, and Zhi Ji stood in front of Han Qing.

"You can't kill him!" Zhiji roared angrily. Facing three strong men of the spirit sect level, Zhiji, a small third-level spiritual man, had no sense of timidity at all.

"Hehe, those little third-level spirits dare to come out and fight against us? Hahahaha!" As they spoke, the three spiritual sects laughed out loud. Among the three spiritual sects, one of them was a sixth-level spiritual sect, and the other two were All three of them are 37 or [-] years old at the fifth stage of the Lingzong sect, and their talents are below average. It is still possible to enter the spirit king level in the future.

"So what about those with a third-stage spirit? I will not steal or rob, and I will sit upright and have a clear conscience. Moreover, I have sworn to be loyal to this senior. Even if I die, I will protect him!" Zhi Ji said firmly.

"Senior? Hahahaha, you can become a senior with the cultivation of a great spiritual master? It's funny, it's really funny, I laughed to death." The three spirit sects held their stomachs and laughed.

"It's now, Zhiji, cover your ears!" At this moment, Han Qing suddenly jumped out, holding the iron mother sword, like a ghost, Zhiji reacted quickly, and quickly covered her ears.

"Boom!" When the three spirit sects reacted, the sound of the flying dragon cauldron had already sounded. For a moment, the three spirit sects only felt that their minds suddenly fell into a blank.

"Whoosh!" Han Qing's spiritual power poured into the Iron Mother Sword, and immediately, a red light burst out, and the Iron Mother Sword turned into a red light, and with a whoosh sound, it jumped out of the nine layers and stabbed at one of them. Immediately afterwards, Han Qing Qing turned on Vulcan Possession!

"Pfft!" The iron mother sword pierced the body of a Lingzong. The sharp iron mother sword pierced his body directly, but it missed a little bit and missed the vital point.

However, immediately after Han Qing added the Flame Palm, at this moment, the three spirit sects had come to their senses.

"No, this kid has a weapon that can attack the spirit, second and third, be careful!" The sixth-level Lingzong roared. Although his body was injured, it was not at a vital point, and it did not affect his battle.

"Touch!" The three of them teamed up and blasted towards Han Qing's palm. Immediately, even if the flame palm was strong, it was no match for the palm of the three spirit sects.

The powerful anti-shock force directly sent Han Qing flying, and fell heavily on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, Han Qing's face suddenly turned pale, and Vulcan's possession retreated automatically.

"Damn it! So strong!" Han Qing's face was serious, the strength of the actual battle of the three spirit sects was completely superior to Han Qing, and Han Qing was injured in just one blow.

"Boy, your palm just now is very powerful, but you really underestimated us. The three of us have been in the business for so many years. We have never seen such a big storm. I didn't expect you to dare to bully me and hurt me. Now, I will Let you taste the taste of being tortured and killed." The three spirit sects showed sinister smiles and walked towards Han Qing.

"Senior, hurry up, I'll stop them." At this moment, Zhi Ji came to Han Qing, looked at the three spirit sects vigilantly and said.

"Little third-level spiritual person, you actually want to stop us with such wild words? You're just joking." The three spiritual sects looked at Zhi Ji with disdain.

"Zhiji, I'm fine, thank you, I have seen your loyalty! Next, leave it to me, and I will send you to a safe place later." Said, Han Qing said palm Putting it on Zhiji's back, the spiritual power wrapped Zhiji and brought him into the Lingfu.

"Hey, where did that ignorant little spirit go?" For Zhiji's disappearance out of thin air, the three major spirit sects were all surprised, the person disappeared, and the breath also disappeared without a trace.

"He's in a very safe place now. If you want Zi Rong, come up and get it." Saying that, Han Qing packed up the Iron Mother Sword, and subconsciously placed her right hand on her dantian. As long as the three of them approached her, Han Qing It will immediately activate the Mingzi Jiujue.

"Hehe, you actually put the sword away, hehe, boy, have you figured it out now? Have you given up resisting?" The powerhouses of the three major spiritual sects looked at Han Qing with a smile.

"Give up resistance? That's right!" Facing the three major spiritual sects, Han Qing had no chance of killing them unless he used the Nine Skills of Ming Zi.

Just when the three of them approached Han Qing and Han Qing was about to make a move, a powerful aura suddenly enveloped them, and the aura of the ninth stage of the Lingzong burst out.

"Who is it? Where is the strong man here?" Before the person arrives, he can feel the huge aura. Obviously, this is definitely not something that ordinary ninth-level spiritual sects can do.

"Hmph!" There was a cold snort not far away, and then, Han Qing saw a white dragon flying towards him with a cold face and a long sword in his hand.

"People from my Flying Dragon Academy, you dare to move, you are really impatient!" Said, Bailong's body was full of momentum, and he pressed on the three major spiritual sects.

"Damn it, Ninth Duan of Lingzong, this kid is from Feilong Academy!" Hearing Bailong announce the name of Feilong Academy, the three Lingzongs were so frightened that their legs went limp.

In fact, within the Alliance, the Feilong Mountain Range is considered by the humans of the Alliance to be the territory of the Feilong Academy, and spiritual masters who go to the mountains to search for treasures, but anyone who encounters Feilong Academy will take a detour.

"Get back quickly, otherwise don't blame the long sword in my hand for being ruthless!" Bai Long said coldly.

"Damn it, boss, what should I do, Zirong is still on that kid, and I'm not reconciled to just leaving like this."

"That's right, boss, even if they are members of Feilong Academy today, we can't give Zirong to that kid for nothing."

"Second and third, I also know, but they are from Feilong Academy, and that white-clothed young man, Ninth Stage Spirit Sect, has such a level of cultivation at such an age, in Feilong Academy, only those geniuses in the inner courtyard can have Nine Stages Lingzong's cultivation."

"Boss, no matter whether he is in the inner court or the outer court, the three of us, together, will definitely consume that young man with energy. As long as he dies, this great spiritual master will be our meal."

The sixth-level spiritual master frowned, but still nodded, and said, "For Zirong, I will fight, come on, kill this spiritual sect first!" After saying that, the three of them rushed towards Bailong.

Bailong snorted coldly, and said, "Back away first, leave this to me!" Glancing at Han Qing, Bailong dodged and rushed out, and the aura of the Ninth Stage Spirit Sect exploded.I saw him pointing forward with the tip of his sword. This sword looks ordinary, but it contains a high-level yellow-rank spiritual skill, stabbing!
(End of this chapter)